Fallout: Equestria - No Mercy

Sometime after I got to know Sunflower, the hatred started fading away. I wasn't so much bitter about daddy's death as I was happy he was a part of my life. I didn't even care about the beatings or the rapes. The guards had their fun all night every other weekend, but I had a secret. I just imagined him. It didn't matter what happened to me at that point. When you really live through hell, just to find paradise, the world grows brighter. It grows bolder, stronger and more attractive than ever before.

I realized in my time imprisoned, that I was just that close. I was so close to discovering happiness. Somedays, I had to flush my insides to kill the seed. Sometimes, he even helped me. But unlike most people, he didn't blame me. He never said I was horrible for getting off to it, because he knew I shut my eyes and thought of him. He knew how I felt. Even if... he himself felt unsure of us.

We were in the showers, me pressed up against the wall. He nipped my neck and took to pumping my ass. I shuddered when it spread me open. Sunflower wasn't the longest around, but he was thicker than any of the others. My mate tugged my forelegs in the air and suspended me by them. He stuck it in to the ring and slopped against me. I bit my lip, grunting and groaning from his expert sticking. The glaze of his precum washed my insides, tingling deep inside. I shut my eyes and left my mouth agape.

"Better than the guards?" He hushed, grinning slyly, forcing a kiss when I turned around to talk.

We took turns licking each other, his muscle between my legs and mine in his mouth. I couldn't answer well enough. My brain was addled from squishing kisses against my gut. His girth stretched all the right spots. It safisfied me so much that I could feel my hips shaking and bucking around. Sunflower's hammering made me puffy and swollen between my legs. I enjoyed his last few thrusts, shoving into me till I drooled and screamed in orgasm.

"Better than anyone..." I cursed, wobbling in my knees.

I squirted all over his pubic mound... tired and sloppy.

I felt him carry me out, carrying a shiv between his teeth. And when anypony else eyed me, he threatened them in numerous levels of intimidating. When we met, I thought he'd be a softspoken pacifist. But really, the way he looked through everyone, I knew he was soneone else. His eyes were fixed to mine when we were together, but he saw the others as dust and clay. They were just background noise.

We lay against each other in bed, me all huffy and puffy, Sunflower blazing with violet blush. We were just kids, despite all our brains and armchair intelligence. That much never changed, even in adult activities like lovemaking. The two of us kissed and nicked away at each other, smooching lips and coats to heart's content. I even put a teddy bear between my hindlegs just to tease him.

"That's a good girl. Pretend you don't want it." He teased, using my pipboy to take pictures of me.

I glanced away, hot all over, spreading my legs for him, but keeping my teddy where it was. He'd taken me missionary the next half hour, using the toy to cover our parts. I felt alive in his forelegs, held back and forth, and sometimes down by the stallion of my dreams. I closed my eyes when he finished, squirting inside of me as many times as he liked. The odds that I'd be pregnant were astounding. But it thrilled me to think he could make me have his foals.

Even if... you know, we were different species and it didn't actually work that way.

We slept for hours. And when we woke, he smiled lazily, eyes heavy and hair shining in the moonlit dark. I watched his ears perk up as I licked his chest fur and got on my stomach, inviting him in. We talked between thrusts and gasps, his hips heavy against me.

"A-are you r-ready?" He cursed, fucking me hard with short claps.

"N-no, I can't even think straight..."

"Well, we have to do it tonight, remember? It's the only- mmh~ way-!"

I tensed up and clamped down on his cock. My folds clung to his prick and I melted in rapid succession. He hit my special spots and crammed his prick where it hurt. I coulf articulate the blasts of cream striking my walls. I layed silent as he filled me with buckshot, firing over and over till my tongue hung out.

"Okay... okay. W-we do it tonight. But, you better make me cum ten times in a row." I gruffed, groaning and wiggling my rear up and down.

I milked the last drops of his batter away, using my body to collect his essence. He stayed on top of me and claimed my mouth, licking and flicking my tongue slimey. I couldn't do anything but shiver that evening, entranced by his rough and penetrating ministrations. Sunflower Seed held my hoof as we climbed out of bed and consulted our contact: the chef, who'd been standing right there the entire time.

He was a tall colt with long, scraggly hair. Little did I know, he had connections with Sunflower even I didn't reach. My bloodmate greeted him with a wave, giving a thrust just to embarrass me. I looked away, ashamed and too warm to deny it.

"Mr. Coldbridge. How are you? Sorry about that- an artist needs to express himself. And what better way to express my love than drugging my lover with her favorite chem?:

"None, Master Seed. Are you quite finished. Your followers are waiting. And they'll be most gracious to see their Lord returned."

"Heh... of course I am. In five minutes, anyway. Be a dear and leave us be... She needs her snuggles, too."